Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Sunday, 19 September 2010
Time for melancholia
This post might be a lot like the last post, but there you go... It is Sunday evening after all, so I am in that state of mind. I don't like Sunday much usually, as I rarely feel like time is used properly: if I am active I get stressed, if I am not active enough I feel like I am wasting my free time. And yet there is always this feeling that the weekend is going away. I don't read enough on Sunday, I don't do all the tidying I want to do, I don't watch as much quality TV as I was planning, in the end, I feel underwhelmed on Sunday. Especially when Saturday has been really nice, like it was yesterday. The result is a general feeling of melancholia, sometimes of upcoming doom. But that means that I will be busy, then exhausted. Melancholia is a poison for the weekend.
Dear Guillaume....I think this is a universal problem with Sundays! You should try listening to some Mozart...always works for me. Try Kiri Te Kanawa /LSO/Sir Colin Davis /Philips recording of Exsultate Jubilate & Vesperae Solennes de Confessore...I defy you to be melancholy with such beauty in the world!!Hope you have a good week xox Rachel
ReplyDeleteThanks for the advises. I should have had, really.
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